The Knife in Cannes: Looking forward to excuses to drink

It's almost 10 am and I am in the Charles De Gaulle airport, waiting for a flight to Nice. Under normal airport circumstances, I'm excited to find a Taco Bell. CDG does not qualify as "normal airport," not when the duty-free shop makes Bristol Farms look like a 7-11.

Rose' Sancerre! Two dozen Champagnes! And grand crus - who knew? (1985 Chateau Margaux Premier Grand Cru Classe, for 670.70; 2001 Richebourg Romanee-Conti for 899.) All prices in Euros, of course. I wonder how they compare to Wally's.

Tomorrow I start the real blogger work for the launch of Festival Shootout at the Cannes Film Festival, but for the moment I am distracted by more important matters: Wine. Really good wine and plenty of it. The sweat of my brow will be pure rose'.